I felt the effects of alcohol consume me, just how I consumed those shots last night.
"Babe, what were you thinking, honestly?" Zayn laughed at my headache.
To say I was hungover was an understatement, I was more or less anxious for what Melissa had to say whenever I had to face her wrath. I assumed Zayn hadn't told her, nor did I ever want her to know, but maybe later she would know.
"I wasn't thinking, I was mad because of Kayla and you went off with her."
"I didn't. She practically dragged me with all of her slutty friends hanging all over me and I danced with her because this creepy man was trying to take her home. She kissed me on impulse and I swear I pushed away," he defended.
He had done this before, but I couldn't imagine Kayla and some creepy guy hooking up.
"I believe you," I smiled at him.
"I'll take you home, if you want?"
"Nah, I would rather not like to face Melissa right now," I held my head.
"Do you want to come to the store so I can get you some advil?" He laughed.
"Yes please," I followed him out to his car and checked my phone.
I had a few messages and most of them were from Melissa. They were surprisingly nice saying that she hoped I felt better and she wouldn't be home at all today.
"Can we go by my house if she's not going to be there? I need some new clothes," I pointed to my dress and heels. "Also, what did you tell her?"
"Yes we can, even though I think you look absolutely stunning, love. I told her that you weren't feeling well and you crashed in the car whenever I asked if you wanted to go home," he replied keeping his eyes on the road.
"Very smart," I said as we pulled up to the house. "I will be just a few minutes."
He parked and turned on some music while I ran inside. The house was empty, as usual, and I changed into jeans, a t-shirt, and converse. It was sort of chilly outside so I decided to bring a light jacket. I grabbed my real purse that had everything I needed.
When I got in the car I texted Melissa that I was alright and that I was going to the store with Zayn.
"Thank you."
"What?"
"Thank you for doing this Zayn, it's very kind," I smiled at him.
He had a slight smile and he hummed to the song, 'Thinking Out Loud' by Ed Sheeran. He was quite the epitome of mystery and I used to be so unsure of whether or not I should like him. Instead of a simple school-girl crush, I am quite sure I was falling for him.
"Belle, I know I don't say it often, but I definitely appreciate your company," he held his hand out and I stared at it for a moment. We linked fingers together and it felt nice. "I haven't ever done this in my life. I'm very new to this whole relationship thing."
"Zayn, we're not- we're just... I don't know, we have a thing but we aren't dating."
"We've been on dates, Belle. Doesn't that qualify as dating?"
"Yes, but you haven't properly asked for me to be your girlfriend," I laughed.
"I know but I might."
We drove to a convenience store and bought loads of Advil and picked up some fast food on the way. Normally, Melissa didn't like me eating out because she claimed it made Americans fat.
Truthfully I think Americans are fat due to evolution.
"Thank you for the lovely date last night. It was lovely until I sort of ruined it," I sighed getting out of the car.
"Actually you didn't ruin it, we all knew you'd end up in my bed somehow," he winked.
I know that was supposed to be a joke, but is that really what people thought of me?
"Oh," I laughed and said good bye to him. We have been spending a lot of time together and I really need a break from all of this drama that he has brought into my life.
Melissa was home cooking dinner and we ate dinner like a family. My sunday was spent being lazy and going out shopping with Melissa and Kacin, for some 'family bonding time.'
"We haven't hung out as a family at all this new year," my mother stated. "What is something fun that we could all enjoy together?"
"We should go somewhere cool, like Colorado!" Kacin shouted.
"Colorado is definitely cool." Melissa tried to make one of those cheesy dad-jokes, something Harry would pull, but it didn't really work.
"That sounds like a fun place," I finally spoke up.
"We can book it maybe for Spring break?"
"Is that a question?" Kacin asked.
Melissa laughed and she booked a trip to Colorado.
We watched a family movie and I hadn't heard from Zayn since last night which was unusual because he normally bombards me with text messages. The only texts I had were from Harry and Louis asking if I was feeling better.
Of course I was feeling better because it had been a day since I decided to get drunk. I was only sixteen and I can't believe I did that. I will never drink again after the affects of the hangover.
Do you want to come 'round to mine in a bit? Louis is here x
I asked Melissa if it was alright seeing as to her I hadn't hung out with Harry in a while. She agreed that I should see him and asked how Harry's love life was. Of course I told her he was gay and happily dating Louis Tomlinson.
In the next hour I was at Harry's house sitting on the counter while Harry and Louis held hands.
"Would you like some tea?" Harry politely asked.
"That would be nice," I smiled and he brewed some hot water.
"I wish my mother was more accepting of me being gay," Louis admitted.
"Me too."
"How about your sisters?" I asked curiously.
"They seem to be ecstatic about it. Especially Lottie, since she has read about gay boys in some teens magazine," he laughed and Harry handed me the cup of tea.
"Harry, Zayn just texted me and asked if he could come over to mine. Since I'm here, can he come over here?"
"That's fine with me."
"Harry, where's Anne?" I looked around the house.
"She's with Gemma having a girls day at her house."
"Where is Gale?"
"Out with his mates, I told him I was hanging out with my boyfriend." Louis giggled and swat his arm.
"You are so adorable," Louis laughed.
"You are so cute."
"You two are so disgusting," I made gagging noises and Louis kissed me on the cheek.
The doorbell rang and Harry went to answer.
I sipped the tea and watch Louis make his tea as well. I noticed Louis had the perfect bum and he had lovely curves. If only I looked like that.
Sadly I was small, quite like him, but different. I was skinny and although I did have curve, not that much on my body. My legs were awkwardly long but my torso was short, like myself.
I heard a loud scream, very loud and I was 90% sure it came from Harry.
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